After Wang Yu and Zhang Yan took the stage, the underground audience was stunned except for the freshmen, because Zhang Yan had not been seen at all, as if he was not a sophomore or junior, but a freshman?

However, this party was originally for freshmen, so naturally it is impossible for freshmen to bother and work hard, how can there be freshmen on stage?

"What's going on? Who is that classmate who is partnered with Wang Yu? ”

"Something went wrong with Wang Yu's show, and her partner couldn't come, so she kept waiting for her partner, which didn't postpone her show."

"What's going on with the host? casually put people up, what do you think of the juniors if you lose face? ”

"What about the Minister of Literature and Art and the Minister of Organization? Where are the people? ”

The cadres of the student union and some school leaders are a little unhappy, such a big party can't be messed up, there has been no problem in so many sessions, don't have problems at this time.

"Okay, let's ask Wang Yu from the sophomore Department of Economics and Management and Zhang Yan from the first-year Department of Biology to bring us the flute music to accompany the dance - "Master and Apprentice"."

Without any accompaniment, Zhang Yan held a jade flute, and Wang Yu entered the stage as the first act, with a smart and beautiful posture, dressed in white and snow, with a retro hairstyle shining under the lights.

After Zhang Yan mastered the rhythm, he played the flute, and at first it was not too serious, after all, few people have played the flute in recent years, and there are not many people who can play it well.

But as the sound of the flute progressed, everyone who had not thought about it began to slowly quiet down.

"Master and Apprentice", this was given to him by Zhang Yan's master in the immortal cultivation world, the old man did not have the cultivation of the heavens, and he just turned into a god, not to mention the kind of place where the path of the immortal cultivation world is everywhere and there are many holes like dogs, even in the Nine Extremes Realm, he can only be an elder of a first-class force.

But it is such an old man, who has cultivated him with all his heart, it can be said that if it were not for this old man, there would not be Zhang Yan, the Immortal Venerable of the Tribulation who would shake the entire immortal cultivation world in the future.

This song was composed and left by the old man before he passed away, and it has been hidden in Zhang Yan's heart, and the old man is a benefactor he will never forget for several lifetimes.

"Master, are you alright?"

Zhang Yan's eyes were unprecedentedly soft, even if he achieved the Tribulation Immortal Venerable, there were regrets and pain in his heart, and the death of the master was an eternal scar on his heart.

The sound of the flute became proud, as if telling a story about the rise of the god of war, even people who don't understand music can feel the enthusiasm and high spirits.

Wang Yu's dancing posture is also just right, which cannot be said to be completely appropriate to Zhang Yan's "Master and Apprentice", but at least it can match more than 90% of the artistic conception.

"Qingxue, are you okay?"

Zhang Yan asked in his heart.

The eyes became soft, and the sound of the flute was then calm and soothing, depicting a picture of teachers and students being peaceful, like a father and son, and this soft voice made the corners of many people's mouths can't help but rise.

Zhang Yan's thoughts also flew away, and those memories that were sealed in the depths of his mind attacked like a beast in the wilderness.

Wang Yu, who was dancing, couldn't help but glance at Zhang Yan, and immediately bit his lip tightly, his eyes were red, was this a song composed for Qingxue? It's really enviable.

But it seems that she will never be able to enjoy such treatment.

He called her - sister.

He said: If you find the right one, try it.

Wang Yu felt sour in his heart, if I was willing to try, I would have tried it a long time ago, Zhang Yan, are you really so ruthless?

The corners of Zhang Yan's mouth rose slightly, and the picture of the scene with the old man when he was in the immortal cultivation realm came to his mind.

First meeting, on the streets of a small town.

He was sloppy, as if he had crawled out of a garbage heap, he had no money, no power, no strength, just the cultivation of the innate realm, and he couldn't do it at the bottom.

Because he offended people, he was put in the city like a dog.

The old man passed by and fell from the sky.

The first sentence was: Little brat, I was surprised to see your bones, you are a good seedling for cultivating immortals, why don't you follow the poor path and cultivate immortals?

What he opened his mouth was a national scolding: Fool out.

The old man was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and almost beat him up, not at all as an old man should be.

Remember, it was another old man who stopped him at that time, otherwise he might have been slapped into meat by the old man at that time.

Later, he still became his disciple, and because he was kept in captivity in the city, he could not leave the city.

In a fit of rage, the old man washed the city lord's mansion in blood, angering the monarch of that region.

In the face of the army, the old man took him spinelessly to slip away, and the master and apprentice lived a life of escape.

"Don't steal my wine, you kid!"

"Ahhh

"Go in vain, take you to steal chickens for the teacher... Uh, take you to rob the rich and help the poor! ”

However, in the end, they were still caught up, the other party was powerful, after all, it was a hegemon, it was a power close to the level of the Cave Void, how could the gods and innate escape?

On that day, the old man fought a bloody battle, just to protect him from escaping.

Although the master and apprentice escaped, the old man was also left with irreparable injuries.

"Disciple, look at that mountain, it's called Immortal Mountain, and it's the residence of the ten strongest people in the Immortal Cultivation Realm."

"Well, the apprentice knows, and the apprentice will live there one day."

"No, no, no, how can you live there? You will live in the sky above the Mount of Immortal, and you will be stronger than those ten men! ”

"Got it."

Time passes.

The encroachment of the injuries in the old man's body had reached the limit, and when he begged all over the world, and even tried to set foot on the mountain of immortality for help, but to no avail, the old man closed his eyes on a cold night.

"Alas, it's a pity, the old man won't see the day you reach the top."

"In vain... You want to... In this cannibalistic world... Stay alive..."

The cold corpse chilled his heart at the same time.

On that day, there was no immortal cultivator Zhang Yan in the world, and after that, there was only the great monk Zhang Yan.

Thirty years of life and death experience finally allowed him to step into the Hedao and cultivate the immortal world, Zhang Yan was seventy years old and set foot in the extreme of Hedao.

That year, he avenged his division and was ashamed of himself.

Subsequently, he continued to climb up, he did not let go of any secret realm, and finally became Tianzun, but there were only ten seats in Tianzun, and no one followed anyone, he evaded Tianzun's pursuit, and finally broke through and achieved the Tribulation Immortal Venerable.

After that, no one in the world dared to fight him again.

As soon as the song came to an end, there was only peace left, and at the end, a little melancholy appeared in Zhang Yan's eyes.

"Master, are you very good now, still doing those so-called 'robbing the rich and helping the poor'?"

At the end of the song, Zhang Yan and Wang Yu bowed on the same stage to thank them, and the applause in the audience was as vast as a sea of mountains.

Most people don't understand music, but this is Gangneung University, there are always people who do, and they stood up and looked at Zhang Yan in shock.

The Minister of Literature and Art said: "This kid is awesome, hurry up and dig up our Literature and Art Department!" ”

There are also many people who have also moved the idea of digging Zhang Yan over, not to mention anything else, just tonight Zhang Yan has to become a hot topic of discussion among freshmen.

Whoever can take him down will be able to rub off on a wave of heat.

Zhang Yan was very successful in saving the scene this time, but Wang Yu's smile was a little reluctant after he stepped down.

After returning the instrument to others, Zhang Yan said hello to Wang Yu and left.

If it weren't for not embarrassing Wang Yu, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to help, in fact, he would only have such a song "Master and Apprentice", after all, in addition to his skills and behavior, this is already one of the few old men left for him.

"I'm grass, Lao Zhang, you 666, where are you? Several schoolgirls have taken the initiative to ask me for your phone number! ”

"You gave?" Zhang Yan asked how much money was on the other end of the phone as he walked.

Qian Duoduo: "Given, of course!" Can't you give? ”

Zhang Yan smiled: "You made a lot of money with my mobile phone number, right?" ”

"How do you know... What are you kidding, am I that kind of person? ”

"Yes."

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, he hung up, and then, he found a place to cultivate.

There shouldn't be much going on at the school next, right?

After practicing overnight, he contacted Kun Lao at eight o'clock the next day, and Kun Lao naturally agreed when he learned of his needs.

Zhang Yan was about to go to the Ministry of Education and Engineering, when she suddenly received a call from Zhou Jing, which surprised her.

"Sister Zhou."

"Stinky boy, come to our courtyard, your Wang Yu has been fanned."

After Wang Yu and Zhang Yan took the stage, the underground audience was stunned except for the freshmen, because Zhang Yan had not been seen at all, as if he was not a sophomore or junior, but a freshman?

However, this party was originally for freshmen, so naturally it is impossible for freshmen to bother and work hard, how can there be freshmen on stage?

"What's going on? Who is that classmate who is partnered with Wang Yu? ”

"Something went wrong with Wang Yu's show, and her partner couldn't come, so she kept waiting for her partner, which didn't postpone her show."

"What's going on with the host? casually put people up, what do you think of the juniors if you lose face? ”

"What about the Minister of Literature and Art and the Minister of Organization? Where are the people? ”

The cadres of the student union and some school leaders are a little unhappy, such a big party can't be messed up, there has been no problem in so many sessions, don't have problems at this time.

"Okay, let's ask Wang Yu from the sophomore Department of Economics and Management and Zhang Yan from the first-year Department of Biology to bring us the flute music to accompany the dance - "Master and Apprentice"."

Without any accompaniment, Zhang Yan held a jade flute, and Wang Yu entered the stage as the first act, with a smart and beautiful posture, dressed in white and snow, with a retro hairstyle shining under the lights.

After Zhang Yan mastered the rhythm, he played the flute, and at first it was not too serious, after all, few people have played the flute in recent years, and there are not many people who can play it well.

But as the sound of the flute progressed, everyone who had not thought about it began to slowly quiet down.

"Master and Apprentice", this was given to him by Zhang Yan's master in the immortal cultivation world, the old man did not have the cultivation of the heavens, and he just turned into a god, not to mention the kind of place where the path of the immortal cultivation world is everywhere and there are many holes like dogs, even in the Nine Extremes Realm, he can only be an elder of a first-class force.

But it is such an old man, who has cultivated him with all his heart, it can be said that if it were not for this old man, there would not be Zhang Yan, the Immortal Venerable of the Tribulation who would shake the entire immortal cultivation world in the future.

This song was composed and left by the old man before he passed away, and it has been hidden in Zhang Yan's heart, and the old man is a benefactor he will never forget for several lifetimes.

"Master, are you alright?"

Zhang Yan's eyes were unprecedentedly soft, even if he achieved the Tribulation Immortal Venerable, there were regrets and pain in his heart, and the death of the master was an eternal scar on his heart.

The sound of the flute became proud, as if telling a story about the rise of the god of war, even people who don't understand music can feel the enthusiasm and high spirits.

Wang Yu's dancing posture is also just right, which cannot be said to be completely appropriate to Zhang Yan's "Master and Apprentice", but at least it can match more than 90% of the artistic conception.

"Qingxue, are you okay?"

Zhang Yan asked in his heart.

The eyes became soft, and the sound of the flute was then calm and soothing, depicting a picture of teachers and students being peaceful, like a father and son, and this soft voice made the corners of many people's mouths can't help but rise.

Zhang Yan's thoughts also flew away, and those memories that were sealed in the depths of his mind attacked like a beast in the wilderness.

Wang Yu, who was dancing, couldn't help but glance at Zhang Yan, and immediately bit his lip tightly, his eyes were red, was this a song composed for Qingxue? It's really enviable.

But it seems that she will never be able to enjoy such treatment.

He called her - sister.

He said: If you find the right one, try it.

Wang Yu felt sour in his heart, if I was willing to try, I would have tried it a long time ago, Zhang Yan, are you really so ruthless?

The corners of Zhang Yan's mouth rose slightly, and the picture of the scene with the old man when he was in the immortal cultivation realm came to his mind.

First meeting, on the streets of a small town.

He was sloppy, as if he had crawled out of a garbage heap, he had no money, no power, no strength, just the cultivation of the innate realm, and he couldn't do it at the bottom.

Because he offended people, he was put in the city like a dog.

The old man passed by and fell from the sky.

The first sentence was: Little brat, I was surprised to see your bones, you are a good seedling for cultivating immortals, why don't you follow the poor path and cultivate immortals?

What he opened his mouth was a national scolding: Fool out.

The old man was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and almost beat him up, not at all as an old man should be.

Remember, it was another old man who stopped him at that time, otherwise he might have been slapped into meat by the old man at that time.

Later, he still became his disciple, and because he was kept in captivity in the city, he could not leave the city.

In a fit of rage, the old man washed the city lord's mansion in blood, angering the monarch of that region.

In the face of the army, the old man took him spinelessly to slip away, and the master and apprentice lived a life of escape.

"Don't steal my wine, you kid!"

"Ahhh

"Go in vain, take you to steal chickens for the teacher... Uh, take you to rob the rich and help the poor! ”

However, in the end, they were still caught up, the other party was powerful, after all, it was a hegemon, it was a power close to the level of the Cave Void, how could the gods and innate escape?

On that day, the old man fought a bloody battle, just to protect him from escaping.

Although the master and apprentice escaped, the old man was also left with irreparable injuries.

"Disciple, look at that mountain, it's called Immortal Mountain, and it's the residence of the ten strongest people in the Immortal Cultivation Realm."

"Well, the apprentice knows, and the apprentice will live there one day."

"No, no, no, how can you live there? You will live in the sky above the Mount of Immortal, and you will be stronger than those ten men! ”

"Got it."

Time passes.

The encroachment of the injuries in the old man's body had reached the limit, and when he begged all over the world, and even tried to set foot on the mountain of immortality for help, but to no avail, the old man closed his eyes on a cold night.

"Alas, it's a pity, the old man won't see the day you reach the top."

"In vain... You want to... In this cannibalistic world... Stay alive..."

The cold corpse chilled his heart at the same time.

On that day, there was no immortal cultivator Zhang Yan in the world, and after that, there was only the great monk Zhang Yan.

Thirty years of life and death experience finally allowed him to step into the Hedao and cultivate the immortal world, Zhang Yan was seventy years old and set foot in the extreme of Hedao.

That year, he avenged his division and was ashamed of himself.

Subsequently, he continued to climb up, he did not let go of any secret realm, and finally became Tianzun, but there were only ten seats in Tianzun, and no one followed anyone, he evaded Tianzun's pursuit, and finally broke through and achieved the Tribulation Immortal Venerable.

After that, no one in the world dared to fight him again.

As soon as the song came to an end, there was only peace left, and at the end, a little melancholy appeared in Zhang Yan's eyes.

"Master, are you very good now, still doing those so-called 'robbing the rich and helping the poor'?"

At the end of the song, Zhang Yan and Wang Yu bowed on the same stage to thank them, and the applause in the audience was as vast as a sea of mountains.

Most people don't understand music, but this is Gangneung University, there are always people who do, and they stood up and looked at Zhang Yan in shock.

The Minister of Literature and Art said: "This kid is awesome, hurry up and dig up our Literature and Art Department!" ”

There are also many people who have also moved the idea of digging Zhang Yan over, not to mention anything else, just tonight Zhang Yan has to become a hot topic of discussion among freshmen.

Whoever can take him down will be able to rub off on a wave of heat.

Zhang Yan was very successful in saving the scene this time, but Wang Yu's smile was a little reluctant after he stepped down.

After returning the instrument to others, Zhang Yan said hello to Wang Yu and left.

If it weren't for not embarrassing Wang Yu, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to help, in fact, he would only have such a song "Master and Apprentice", after all, in addition to his skills and behavior, this is already one of the few old men left for him.

"I'm grass, Lao Zhang, you 666, where are you? Several schoolgirls have taken the initiative to ask me for your phone number! ”

"You gave?" Zhang Yan asked how much money was on the other end of the phone as he walked.

Qian Duoduo: "Given, of course!" Can't you give? ”

Zhang Yan smiled: "You made a lot of money with my mobile phone number, right?" ”

"How do you know... What are you kidding, am I that kind of person? ”

"Yes."

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, he hung up, and then, he found a place to cultivate.

There shouldn't be much going on at the school next, right?

After practicing overnight, he contacted Kun Lao at eight o'clock the next day, and Kun Lao naturally agreed when he learned of his needs.

Zhang Yan was about to go to the Ministry of Education and Engineering, when she suddenly received a call from Zhou Jing, which surprised her.

"Sister Zhou."

"Stinky boy, come to our courtyard, your Wang Yu has been fanned."